Grateful

O hey.

It's been a while.

A long while.

What's been going on?

Well, let's see.

New Orleans.

Moving.

Stuffed shells and red beans and rice.

Naps and banana bread.

Birthdays, cupcakes, and Proper Pie.

Doughnuts + residency match day.

Long drives to Cherokee + snow in Cherokee + the casino in Cherokee.

Befriending really great students while in Cherokee (lots of WVU lovin').

Bars in the Bermuda Triangle of WNC.

A 5 week stay in Cherokee + Jack the Dipper ice cream.

Kitschy restaurants and shops in Bryson City and Sylva.

Weekend alone in Asheville + thrift and antique stores of Asheville.

Weekend with my mama and a family friend in Asheville.

White Duck Taco + moonshine + Tupelo Honey + The Biltmore + wine and pizza + French Broad Chocolates + Biscuit Head.

Graduation + dinner at OneFish TwoFish.

Mother's Day, cupcakes, and coconut macaroons.

Tulips and champs.

Lived in Hatteras for two months + DIY Soulshine stuff.

Frozen grapes + Bloody Marys.

Dancing Turtle coffee everyday.

Tomato sandwiches.

Crab cakes and perfectly steamed shrimp with seasoned butter.

Oden's Dock + all the sunsets I could ever ask for + enough salt air to heal the soul.

Banana pudding + Duck Donuts.

Cape Hatteras Lighthouse, Ocracoke Ferry, and Lighthouse.

Sandbar and Grille + fruit crisps for days.

Rainbows.

Cathead biscuits.

Cherry limeades and tea with simple syrups.

Studying x 10 hours/day x 3-5 days/week x 8 weeks.

Popsicles + cherry pie + pimento cheese.

Hurricane Arthur.

Super moon in Hatteras.

NAPLEX and law exams. Yes. Plural.

Dill quickles + wine + family + British accents.

Props to you if you read that. There's probably like 15 different blog posts that could be written from that list. Who knows if I'll ever get to them.

Typing it all out makes me realize what a roller coaster I've been on since February. I got on . . . and JUST got off. Like last Wednesday.

I'm forever grateful for those that have been there. That have checked in on me. That have loved me and been true friends. That have prayed me through it all.

Let us be grateful to people who make us happy, they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom. - Marcel Proust -